Searching for Camila in Chicago, lost contact since 2015

It was 2011 when my sister Camila set off on the journey that would separate us. 15 years later, I'm still looking. Organized crime made our neighborhood unlivable. Leaving was survival. At 52, Camila was old enough to know the risks but young enough to believe it was worth it. Communication was steady at first — weekly calls, photos of Chicago, stories about the new life. Camila seemed to be adapting well, working in grocery stores, making friends slowly. Our last contact was 2015. Camila's phone went straight to voicemail one day and never rang again. I still remember sitting on the porch watching the sunset, not saying much but feeling everything with Camila. I hold onto those moments like a lifeline. Camila would be around 67 now. thin and wiry, always moved with quick energy. Not a day goes by when I don't think about them. If you know Camila or have any information, please help us reconnect. The whole family is waiting, without judgment, with open arms.